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Michael Fern looked upon the operations of Golden Tree Park with satisfaction. The Druids and lumberjacks were working in sync and harmony to help the city. He couldn't help thinking of a certain Druid, Adam Phillips. The oddly dressed man was a great caster and helped break down the invisible barrier between some of the more “holier-than-thou” magic users and those without a crystal through his honest work ethic. He even suggested a few improvements to the process, though Michael didn't know who this “Henry Ford” was that Adam said deserved the real credit. The administrator hoped that-
“Oh, speak of the devil,” he thought as the man himself appeared. Sure, he looked worn out, but he wasn't severely injured like before, at least. And given how serious he was, that only meant one thing.
“It succeeded?” Michael asked.
Adam gave a smile and thumbs up, then asked “where can I go cast with the rest of my magic?”
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A few hours later…
After using what remained of his energy to cast, Adam wanted nothing more than to eat an early dinner at the Drum and sleep. The lumbermen were good people, they understood the context. The Druid almost made his way out of the park when he saw his team leader looking at the trees, seeming almost contemplative. What a nice surprise!
Sitting next to him, Adam greeted him with “hi James, how are you?”
After listening to his response, the two talked for a while, the conversation turning at some point to the red-eyed man's activities for the past few days. On this subject, he was enthusiastic and happy despite his tiredness, proud of his accomplishments.
“...so after mastering that plant, I went here. Oh, I forgot to mention! My friend, the one I sent the letter to, recommended the book where I learned about it. Glee is great, I'm glad I was able to mail him. I even-”
Suddenly, the look on Adam's face did a 180, turning from a pleasant demeanor to abject horror.
”Oh, no.”
“Oh, speak of the devil,” he thought as the man himself appeared. Sure, he looked worn out, but he wasn't severely injured like before, at least. And given how serious he was, that only meant one thing.
“It succeeded?” Michael asked.
Adam gave a smile and thumbs up, then asked “where can I go cast with the rest of my magic?”
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A few hours later…
After using what remained of his energy to cast, Adam wanted nothing more than to eat an early dinner at the Drum and sleep. The lumbermen were good people, they understood the context. The Druid almost made his way out of the park when he saw his team leader looking at the trees, seeming almost contemplative. What a nice surprise!
Sitting next to him, Adam greeted him with “hi James, how are you?”
After listening to his response, the two talked for a while, the conversation turning at some point to the red-eyed man's activities for the past few days. On this subject, he was enthusiastic and happy despite his tiredness, proud of his accomplishments.
“...so after mastering that plant, I went here. Oh, I forgot to mention! My friend, the one I sent the letter to, recommended the book where I learned about it. Glee is great, I'm glad I was able to mail him. I even-”
Suddenly, the look on Adam's face did a 180, turning from a pleasant demeanor to abject horror.
”Oh, no.”
@AvaP no problem! Good you're enjoying the antics of our cast, the characters are s huge part of this RP's success.
Walking to his usual spot for training, Adam reflected on the time he had spent with Barracker and his family. The big group hug was unexpected, though not unwelcome. For a brief moment, the Druid had felt like he was home. Everyone was so kind, and had been so grateful for what for him felt like a fairly typical use of his powers. These kids were going through a siege, wouldn't anyone else in his spot use his magic the same way?
Isabelle was adorable, turning from shyness to clinging onto him, and Eren was also very nice. When he had said he wouldn't forget him, Adam had promised he would visit them again, which seemed to elicit more excitement. That was, assuming the fisherman lived through the battle, which was better left unsaid. Anne was very kind and gracious also - it was clear that she had the love and respect of all the children there.
Speaking of the upcoming fight, Barracker had a definite opinion on the outcome of that.
Adam wasn't sure he agreed. Despite knowing the strength of Second Chance, he also knew that the enemy was fierce and certainly had things that he'd never seen before. There was no guarantee of victory here. Even so, he appreciated the sentiment, and thanked the vampire for it and for introducing him to his family before the two of them left to take care of their respective tasks.
And now that a certain empty part of Valheim was near, the Druid's work would begin.
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While Adam was training…
A certain gnome with a curly mustache walked up to Golden Tree Park. It was kind of impressive how everyone was helping grow trees, he thought. Not as impressive as I am though Xavier grinned at his own evaluation. Looking for a spot to cast, he saw a young, tan elf approach him.
“Good morning! Here to help?” Drake asked, followed by “great! Are you a caster?”
The mustachioed man chuckled. “I am not just any ordinary Druid. I am the genius of nature magic, Xavier Johnson! I have been busy drinking and whoring helping Valheim. Now, however, Wulrick made me I decided to dedicate my power to the city’s defense!”
“Oh, how nice, thank you! This will be the second genius I've met. Not that the first would ever admit it. He has such a work ethic! Inspired all of us Druids here to help with the chopping and loading, in fact. He's not here now, but hopefully you can meet him sometime.”
“Ugh, I can't just cast and leave, I have to work like a commoner now? How stupid,” the short man thought. “Although…”
“Maybe I should leave and find this ‘other genius’ who is slacking off on Valheim, then.”
“Oh, no thank you,” Drake responded to the now-deflated gnome, “he says the magic he's been working on the past few days is dangerous, and doesn't want anyone to get hurt.”
“Damn, this brat has an answer for everything.” “What is this guy's name, anyway?”
Upon “introducing” Xavier to Adam Phillips of Second Chance, Drake was very concerned. The look on the gnome's face made him look like he was going to faint!
Isabelle was adorable, turning from shyness to clinging onto him, and Eren was also very nice. When he had said he wouldn't forget him, Adam had promised he would visit them again, which seemed to elicit more excitement. That was, assuming the fisherman lived through the battle, which was better left unsaid. Anne was very kind and gracious also - it was clear that she had the love and respect of all the children there.
Speaking of the upcoming fight, Barracker had a definite opinion on the outcome of that.
“We will share the same fate, you and I, of this I am certain. There is too much of a fighting spirit we share that we are done, this is not our last breath, this battle we will drink after we are made victorious.”
Adam wasn't sure he agreed. Despite knowing the strength of Second Chance, he also knew that the enemy was fierce and certainly had things that he'd never seen before. There was no guarantee of victory here. Even so, he appreciated the sentiment, and thanked the vampire for it and for introducing him to his family before the two of them left to take care of their respective tasks.
And now that a certain empty part of Valheim was near, the Druid's work would begin.
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While Adam was training…
A certain gnome with a curly mustache walked up to Golden Tree Park. It was kind of impressive how everyone was helping grow trees, he thought. Not as impressive as I am though Xavier grinned at his own evaluation. Looking for a spot to cast, he saw a young, tan elf approach him.
“Good morning! Here to help?” Drake asked, followed by “great! Are you a caster?”
The mustachioed man chuckled. “I am not just any ordinary Druid. I am the genius of nature magic, Xavier Johnson! I have been busy drinking and whoring helping Valheim. Now, however, Wulrick made me I decided to dedicate my power to the city’s defense!”
“Oh, how nice, thank you! This will be the second genius I've met. Not that the first would ever admit it. He has such a work ethic! Inspired all of us Druids here to help with the chopping and loading, in fact. He's not here now, but hopefully you can meet him sometime.”
“Ugh, I can't just cast and leave, I have to work like a commoner now? How stupid,” the short man thought. “Although…”
“Maybe I should leave and find this ‘other genius’ who is slacking off on Valheim, then.”
“Oh, no thank you,” Drake responded to the now-deflated gnome, “he says the magic he's been working on the past few days is dangerous, and doesn't want anyone to get hurt.”
“Damn, this brat has an answer for everything.” “What is this guy's name, anyway?”
Upon “introducing” Xavier to Adam Phillips of Second Chance, Drake was very concerned. The look on the gnome's face made him look like he was going to faint!
Barracker's description of his family at the orphanage made Adam feel warm and happy. He could tell these people were very important to the Paladin. One more reason to defend the city, though not like it was needed. The conversation kept up all the way to the temple; the Druid asked questions about his friend’s siblings and sweetheart, and the vampire asked him two questions about his brother, which he answered in the affirmative.
“Very much so, yes. We were very different people, sure - I was into outdoor stuff, he was more interested in things like computers and video games.” Realizing that the vampire might not be aware of what the latter was, the fisherman explained “a video game is where you use something like a keyboard from the source mail or another input method to control actions on a screen.” Once he was sure his friend understood, the human returned to the main point of what he was saying. “Anyway, despite our differences, we love each other and I miss him terribly.”
Arriving at the temple grounds, Adam was glad to meet everyone. Some, like the workers, gave a polite introduction before resuming their work. Anne was much more open and welcoming. And the kids…well, they argued over a skateboard. Adam quietly chuckled to himself. Kids will be kids indeed, he thought. Hearing about Fenna's “role” in this reminded him he needed to talk to her more, though he didn't know when that would be. This training had kept him so busy that-
Adam's mind snapped back to the temple when Anne asked him for help sitting down. Of course, he obliged, happy to help someone who needed it and then listened as Barracker described the little ones’ lack of things to do. “That's too bad,” the Druid responded, wondering in the back of his mind if he could do something for them.
The man responded to the kids in kind, answering their question about Earth. Keeping it simple while being honest was trickier than he expected. How to summarize a planet with billions of people on it? Instead, Adam focused on his literal and figurative neck of the woods. “My world is a big place - lots of different people, cities, and places. My town, however, is pretty small. Lots of tall trees, friendly people, and beautiful lakes and rivers. My family and I liked fishing, hiking, ATVing, that sort of thing.” Even this opened up a can of worms - like, “what is an ATV?” And that required first answering the question of “what is a car?” The concept of a “horseless carriage” was new and exciting for these children. It made the fisherman feel warm inside, seeing this.
Isabelle, however, still seemed shy and maybe even a little nervous. Seeing this, Adam sought to reassure her. “It's okay.” Following this, he grew a sunflower from the ground and handed it to her. “You can have that.” The happiness such a thing caused her was infectious to the Druid, and a certain other orphan seemed to remember something after shaking the Adventurer's hand.
For a moment, the shapeshifter was mentally taken aback, but the feeling didn't show and it quickly passed, replaced by genuine fondness. “Oh, it's something all right.” Best not to mention the spirit bear or its attempts at dominance - though in the subsequent times he transformed since the Zigmund fight (little breaks from the training), that struggle had become less significant. Still, it wasn’t something a little boy and his friends needed to know right now. “I could climb a rock wall in that form.” The kids “ooed” at that fact. “Really, it's unlike anything else I've ever done.” Actually, a lot of things in Mytheria were like that, he thought.
Adam was quite interested in Anna's tales of young Barracker and friends. The certain way she spoke about Evelyne specifically when she looked at the Paladin suggested something, though the Druid wasn't sure what. After a while, the vampire politely suggested they take their leave, stating that both had work to take care of. “Right.” This was true, however…
“I'd like to take care of something real quick first.”
Without giving anyone the chance to object, the nature magic user started casting in the middle of the field. Soon, oak trees arose, and they were bent at all sorts of odd angles and given thick, huge branches that connected to the other wood. Even the bark was smoothed out, holes were indented in the new creations for climbing, and one was even fashioned into a twisty little slide. In short, it was a playground made out of trees, an arboreal jungle gym of sorts for the kids to use.
“There you go,” was all the Druid said after he finished. The children were less restrained, however, running to their new equipment and playing on it with glee. Eren in particular seemed entranced by this new creation. They and Anne thanked the fisherman, who was happy he could bring some joy to them in this tough time.
“Very much so, yes. We were very different people, sure - I was into outdoor stuff, he was more interested in things like computers and video games.” Realizing that the vampire might not be aware of what the latter was, the fisherman explained “a video game is where you use something like a keyboard from the source mail or another input method to control actions on a screen.” Once he was sure his friend understood, the human returned to the main point of what he was saying. “Anyway, despite our differences, we love each other and I miss him terribly.”
Arriving at the temple grounds, Adam was glad to meet everyone. Some, like the workers, gave a polite introduction before resuming their work. Anne was much more open and welcoming. And the kids…well, they argued over a skateboard. Adam quietly chuckled to himself. Kids will be kids indeed, he thought. Hearing about Fenna's “role” in this reminded him he needed to talk to her more, though he didn't know when that would be. This training had kept him so busy that-
Adam's mind snapped back to the temple when Anne asked him for help sitting down. Of course, he obliged, happy to help someone who needed it and then listened as Barracker described the little ones’ lack of things to do. “That's too bad,” the Druid responded, wondering in the back of his mind if he could do something for them.
The man responded to the kids in kind, answering their question about Earth. Keeping it simple while being honest was trickier than he expected. How to summarize a planet with billions of people on it? Instead, Adam focused on his literal and figurative neck of the woods. “My world is a big place - lots of different people, cities, and places. My town, however, is pretty small. Lots of tall trees, friendly people, and beautiful lakes and rivers. My family and I liked fishing, hiking, ATVing, that sort of thing.” Even this opened up a can of worms - like, “what is an ATV?” And that required first answering the question of “what is a car?” The concept of a “horseless carriage” was new and exciting for these children. It made the fisherman feel warm inside, seeing this.
Isabelle, however, still seemed shy and maybe even a little nervous. Seeing this, Adam sought to reassure her. “It's okay.” Following this, he grew a sunflower from the ground and handed it to her. “You can have that.” The happiness such a thing caused her was infectious to the Druid, and a certain other orphan seemed to remember something after shaking the Adventurer's hand.
“Wait, you’re Adam, right?! You’re the one who can transform into a bear!” he grinned so big, “What's that like?”
For a moment, the shapeshifter was mentally taken aback, but the feeling didn't show and it quickly passed, replaced by genuine fondness. “Oh, it's something all right.” Best not to mention the spirit bear or its attempts at dominance - though in the subsequent times he transformed since the Zigmund fight (little breaks from the training), that struggle had become less significant. Still, it wasn’t something a little boy and his friends needed to know right now. “I could climb a rock wall in that form.” The kids “ooed” at that fact. “Really, it's unlike anything else I've ever done.” Actually, a lot of things in Mytheria were like that, he thought.
Adam was quite interested in Anna's tales of young Barracker and friends. The certain way she spoke about Evelyne specifically when she looked at the Paladin suggested something, though the Druid wasn't sure what. After a while, the vampire politely suggested they take their leave, stating that both had work to take care of. “Right.” This was true, however…
“I'd like to take care of something real quick first.”
Without giving anyone the chance to object, the nature magic user started casting in the middle of the field. Soon, oak trees arose, and they were bent at all sorts of odd angles and given thick, huge branches that connected to the other wood. Even the bark was smoothed out, holes were indented in the new creations for climbing, and one was even fashioned into a twisty little slide. In short, it was a playground made out of trees, an arboreal jungle gym of sorts for the kids to use.
“There you go,” was all the Druid said after he finished. The children were less restrained, however, running to their new equipment and playing on it with glee. Eren in particular seemed entranced by this new creation. They and Anne thanked the fisherman, who was happy he could bring some joy to them in this tough time.
@Teyao hopefully all is well with you, I'm sure your post will be good!
@Zool no respect for Tyrion, huh :P
Jay and I planned something neat for this sequence that will appear soon, it will be fun to write :)
Jay and I planned something neat for this sequence that will appear soon, it will be fun to write :)
Adam listened to Barracker's words about mental preparation and the letter, nodding in agreement with the sentiment. The only thing the Druid really needed to add to that was “I can only imagine what you've seen personally,” he stated sympathetically. “Destroying everything for the sake of power is no way to live.” It was brief, but it was the truth.
What the Paladin said next, that was something that probably deserved more attention. And Adam knew he wanted to be there for his friend. “Right, nobody's perfect. Being able to do what is right despite any internal or external obstacles in your way, that's what matters. You probably know that though, so I don't need to preach at you.” The fisherman smiled, then continued. “And if you ever need to talk about your fears, or anything else, you know where to find me.” Ending his little speech with what mattered the most, he gladly accepted the vampire's invitation, mentally noting he could use the break from his work.
“Trouble makers, huh,” Adam stated to his friend as they walked towards their destination, “I have one of those, back home. My brother Eric is one of the smartest guys I know, but that doesn't mean he didn't do his fair share of stupid things.” The Druid chuckled at this, remembering a few or more dumb stunts his sibling pulled. He also knew an Anne, but he felt she wasn't really relevant to Barracker right now. Maybe later.
“So, do you have any siblings yourself?” Just because the Paladin hadn't mentioned any yet didn't mean there weren't any at all.
What the Paladin said next, that was something that probably deserved more attention. And Adam knew he wanted to be there for his friend. “Right, nobody's perfect. Being able to do what is right despite any internal or external obstacles in your way, that's what matters. You probably know that though, so I don't need to preach at you.” The fisherman smiled, then continued. “And if you ever need to talk about your fears, or anything else, you know where to find me.” Ending his little speech with what mattered the most, he gladly accepted the vampire's invitation, mentally noting he could use the break from his work.
“Trouble makers, huh,” Adam stated to his friend as they walked towards their destination, “I have one of those, back home. My brother Eric is one of the smartest guys I know, but that doesn't mean he didn't do his fair share of stupid things.” The Druid chuckled at this, remembering a few or more dumb stunts his sibling pulled. He also knew an Anne, but he felt she wasn't really relevant to Barracker right now. Maybe later.
“So, do you have any siblings yourself?” Just because the Paladin hadn't mentioned any yet didn't mean there weren't any at all.
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